We usually limited their TV time. So the prospect of watching TV in the morning had them both scurrying off with triumphant cries of glee, completely ignoring what was going on between Erin and me.
“TV in the morning?” Erin leaned back and looked at me with both her eyebrows raised.
I let her feel my desire. Showed her my need to have her and pressed my growing cock against her core.
She sucked in air. “Now? Here?”
“Now. Here.”
I led her through the kitchen into the pantry, closed the sliding door but left it slightly ajar, and pressed her against a shelf. “I love you.”
She chuckled. “I love you, too.”
Then I brushed her panties aside, and when my finger met her searing-hot wetness, my cock jumped.
“You’re ready for me.”
She nodded.
I didn’t even remove her panties, just lifted her up, swept them to the side, and impaled her with one smooth stroke.
I absorbed her groan with my lips pressed against hers. “Shhh.”
She giggled. Looked me deep in the eyes while we made sweet sweet love until we came together.
We both knew I didn’t use a condom. Had decided together to try for another one, so they were close to the age of the twins.
To extend our family.
To extend our love.
To make our family even more complete.